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holding the balance, my heart is green...never will i be dishonest or unseen.
my blood & my being are both in the colour of red, just like that of the arch angel we both dred.
I have & enjoy my open communication with you..... so, i speak my words intently right out of the blue.
I go with my gut pulling from yellow.....for i know that i am a kind and decent fellow.
The spark is orange that gives all its life...i bring it in to sight with loving voilet, NOT with the vision of a haters knife.
Indigo is the place where it all comes in....and is weaved into form with the creators manifesting pin.
Yuki May 2019
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the sun is rising from the edge
the world is drowning in a spilling hot fire
my heart is falling i’m rising
i’m bleeding voilet you are drenched in sunlight
voilet is tearing at the seams the sun is rising
my heart is falling i’m rising
and everything is white  

oh darling, i can’t see anything

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